via Facebook... So...I did the PT. Physical therapy. Great pride. Trainee, so we did ALL THE TESTS, just too practice. And learn. And what did we learn? I'm supposed to tighten my abs a few times a day. And tuck in. No crunches, I'm apparently not ready for any extreme moves like that yet. No lifting anything over ten pounds. NO running. I'm encouraged to walk ten minutes a day. No standing or sitting for more than 30 minutes at a time. I recline to exercise. On the one hand I feel so validated that I was in fact hurting, and hurting badly enough to get me to here, and getting worn out when I tried to push through because my body was damaged, not because I was just a lazy skacker On the other hand I feel slightly pathetic. FFS, most of my cats weigh more than ten pounds. From here to 13.1 seems like a long, long way. I'm embarrassed that my tone is overcooked pasta. My shape is rumpled. Tell me I'm awesome, I will be on this like chrome on a Harley. Matching straight ahead! Soon I will be all the buff and the tone!
If you ask me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you; I came to live out loud.
~ Emile Zola
Showing posts with label May 21. Show all posts
Showing posts with label May 21. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... "my days of not taking you seriously have certainly come to a middle..."
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... Text conversation that just happened between the Teen and I: Me: FOODS! Please. I'm dying :( Teen: You won't let me let you die :( _______________ I really don't know where he gets it, but I am a damned proud mama right now. *sniff* My little boy, all snarky
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... Yeah, I like this one better. "That girl you called a slut in class today. She enjoys sex and has slept with a few people. And that's none of your business. The pregnant girl walking down the street. She had unprotected sex with her boyfriend and got knocked up. And that's none of your business. The boy you called lame. He spends most nights in his room playing video games. And that's none of your goddamn business. That girl you pushed down the other day - wait, what? You go around pushing people down? What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you some kind of savage? Jesus. Anyway, that girl you called fat - she eats whatever the hell she wants to, because it's her body and that's none. Of. Your. Business. The old man you made fun of cause of his ugly scars. Okay. I just - were you raised by wolves? Particularly ill-mannered wolves? Who were also assholes? I don't care if the old man got the scars in WW2 or Korea or from that time his meth pipe blew up in his face. You don't go around making fun of people. This is basic stuff that you learn in kindergarten. You think you know them . Guess what? It doesn't matter if you do or don't. You treat people the way that you would like to be treated. It's not about whether or not someone is going to jump off of a bridge because of your hateful, pricktastic comments, it's that making hateful, pricktastic comments makes you a hateful prick. And if you can't manage to function in society without going around being hateful prick to people, maybe you should go back to the rude asshole wolves who raised you. Sound fair?"
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... I just realized why I wasn't feeling well... Eating. It's a thing I should do.
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... Okay, back to try to sleep. Maybe two more hours? Would be helpful...
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... Two hours. Two hours of sleep. Yay, me. *sigh* I'll try for a few more....
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... A haiku, from my brother Ambian please work Darlene won't stop babbling We all need to sleep.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... This. "True compassion is more than flinging a coin to a beggar; it is not haphazard and superficial. It comes to see that an edifice that produces beggars needs restructuring." -Martin Luther King, Jr
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